One machine can do the work of fifty ordinary men. No machine can do the work of one extraordinary man.
While the predictions always said we’d have super smart, perfect-acting AI machines that would be our robotic servants, Thompson believes that (like the too perfect human representations), such AI creeps us out. However, as soon as it becomes “needy,” we’re drawn to the cute little puppies that need our care and feeding.
A ‘program’ which could produce brilliant music would have to wander around the world on its own, fighting its way through the maze of life and feeling every moment of it. It would have to understand the joy and loneliness of a chilly night wind, the longing for a cherished hand, the inaccessibility of a distant town, the heartbreak and regeneration after a human death. It would have to have known resignation and world-weariness, grief and despair.
Book: “Gödel, Escher, Bach: An Eternal Golden Braid”